Wednesday, July 16, 2008

My husband turned 30!!

So...when do you officially start feeling old? Is it when kids start calling you "ma'am" at the grocery store? Is it when staying up until midnite kicks your ass? Is it when you begin talking about "good grass" and you're actually referring to someone's lawn? Is it when cleaning your house gives you an odd sense of peace? Or is it when going to the grocery store alone is almost therapeutic? When you no longer think of speed limits as a challenge?

Or, my friends, is it when you're husband turns 30? Well mine did, and I do. Not so much old...but not necessarily feeling as young as I once did.

Anyways...back to my wonderfully gorgeous rockstar of a husband! He had a pretty major birthday this weekend..the big 3-0! His mom made a surprise trip out here all the way from California to surprise her boy!
My beautiful mother in law!......(she'd probably kill me if she saw this photo up here!)

The weekend started with a Rangers baseball game. They played the White Sox and lost on a bad call...booo. My parents joined us for the occasion. It was fun, but 100 degree heat + $6 beers + way too many people can put a damper on things. I particularly enjoyed the ass sweat stain left on my dress after sitting in my seat for an hour. Pure bliss. Oh and lets not forget the major traffic jam on I-30 on the way home. Nothing like sitting on the highway at a complete stop when you have to pee so bad its about to shoot out of your eyes.

All in all...we did have a great time despite what you just read. Good family + baseball + beer always equals a marvelous time! My husband was happy--watching a baseball game and drinking some beer are two of his favorite things!

The next day, Dusty's actual birthday, we got up and went to see the movie Hancock. Let me just tell ya folks, it was a great movie. Loved it! After the movie, Toni (my M-O-L), informed us that she wanted to buy Dusty a Wii for his big day! We proceeded to Wal Mart--no dice. We then headed over to Target--no luck there either. (And let me add, everytime Dusty and I go shopping, we see Wiis just lined up.) So we all jumped back in the car, again, and headed back to Best Buy--they didn't have it either. You know what happens next, we all get back in the car again and go to Circuit City, Game Crazy, and Game Stop--you guessed it folks, nada. We get home and I get on the phone to call around to find a Wii. I think I called 40 different stores and none of them had one. My poor hubby was disappointed needless to say.

We decided it was time to start his little party. My parents came over to the house where we had a ton of food and a ton of beer. Dusty got on the grill to cook tri-tip. And for those Texans out there who don't know what in the hell tri-tip is (like I didn't), its a cut of beef that is hugely popular in Cali. Its like their version of brisket, but better! The cooler was filled to the brim with all kinds of beer. Despite our troubles with the Wii, we were about to have a great day!!

Toni working hard in the kitchen....

Does he look 30..or drunk...or both? Our little man looking a little water-logged...hey, he was celebrating in his own way!

After many, many beers.....

The day after the big 30, Dusty was still yearning for that Wii. He got up and got on the internet to find some different Game Crazy locations. The first one he called--Frisco. They had one left! We all got our butts in gear and jumped back in that car for the 30 min trek to Frisco....

We got it!! Yay!!I didn't think I would enjoy this Wii thing as much as I do. We have played non stop since we got it. I am sore in places I haven't been in years!! Tennis is my favorite! But bowling is a pretty good time as well. Let me just tell you about Guitar Hero.....oh my is the most addicting thing ever. You really feel like a rockstar when the songs are going! Last nite as we were playing, we kept looking at each other in between songs with our guitars hanging around our necks and said "man, are we dorks or what?"...who cares, its way too much fun!

Dusty going at it....
When its all said and done, who cares if my husband is 30...40...50...thank goodness he is here with me and healthy. Age is just a number. I think we have proven that with our new Wii addiction! ( I don't really feel old, just not that young anymore! ;)


Big Tex said...

What a youngin'! Shoot, 30 ain't bad. I like to think it's that magical age in the workplace where people automatically think you're responsible. Compare and contrast the stereotypical 20-something and the stereotypical 30-something. In my mind, it's a comparison between party and responsibility. D'oh! I guess I'm responsible. :-)

Welcome to the age of responsibility, Dusty. Had a big home-brewed Imperial IPA in your honor. Next up: Steamin' Mad Lager... because it's a so-called steam beer (California Common to be technically correct) and Leslie knows I'm a hot head.

kinsey said...

happy birthday dusty! sounds like yall had a great weekend! we saw hancock a few weeks ago too and i loved it...i totally thought i would hate it, but it surprised me in a really good way ;-) love that yall got a Wii too. way fun.